Hey Secretariat
i'll break your legs and put you out
like ya bitch did
Like Lilo and Stitch did
**** with my fam
I'll leave you layin with the stitches
Broke bitches like five year old
Five year old's toys
Bram Stoker bitches
You boys gettin choked by my shadow
Hat over my eyes
Lookin for my rage
but I'm Aeon Flux
Cage you flies with my lids
Your Webster reliance
Gotcha caught in a web of lies
**** gets sticky when you claim you got that real sticky
More like bases
You baseheads slippin
I rock a caution sign accordingly
Bump Classical, shift to Accordian
Penderecki got you shakin in your Jordans
Ralph Lauren disciples get crucified
We pourin your blood
Sip it, grin
It aged nicely.
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Originally Posted by WhateverDude
Laser beams, psychedelic hats, and for some reason kittens. Surrel reminds me of kittens.
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^if you wanna know perfection that's it, you dumb shits
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